"Sister Ginkgo, stop there, wait for me, what do you mean? How can I make things like my uncle?"
Jasmine is really a backlash, and she is also an online sand sculpture. After chasing Ginkgo, she has to make it clear, how come what she makes is at the same level as my uncle? Isn't it much more delicious than uncle's
"Hurry up and go to bed, you have to get up early tomorrow morning."
Ginkgo smiled helplessly, and then pressed Jasmine who was chattering, and closed the door directly. While blocking the sound from outside, Ginkgo put away her smiling face.
He lowered his head and picked up the phone, looked at the dozens of missed calls and text messages on it, and fell silent.
Without exception, it was all news from Gao He. What happened a year ago seems to have happened yesterday. Although Ginkgo knew that Gao Hexin had not cheated at that time, but...
Ginkgo still can't accept it, it's like a pimple in her throat, she once thought to let it go, everyone is talking about their rareness, Ginkgo also knows that with her status, an orphan, if someone's high-ranking official's son is willing to marry him, it should be hers Blessed.
Gao He bowed his head to admit his mistake again, humbled himself, put the face of the Gao family at his feet, begging for forgiveness...
It's just that whenever Ginkgo thinks about forgiveness, he will think of what he has done in the past. Once he was unfaithful, but he didn't do it a hundred times.
"Don't contact me anymore, life is long, go see someone else, I'm not good enough for you."
Ginkgo closed her eyes and put down the phone, sent the last text message, and then turned off the phone. This phone will not be turned on again, so let everything in the past be buried like this.
Everything is fate, since she can't face it, even if she is temporarily soft-hearted, Gingko knows that when many things happen in the future, she will still think of that incident, and she will never let it go.
In this life, she has missed her fate with Gao He, and there is no turning back.
The ten-mile spring breeze in the early morning is warm. Although it is already the autumnal equinox, it still does not hinder the good weather here. In a blink of an eye, Hua Sheng and his two children have been discharged from the hospital for three months.
"Miss, you haven't even touched the pastry? I made it, and it looks different. You can try it."
Jasmine cleared the dining table, looked at the four soft cakes in the shape of rose flowers, and Hua Sheng couldn't help asking, which was useless at all.
When I was discharged from the hospital, Jasmine taught me the soup stewed by my uncle according to Ginkgo, but Hua Sheng didn’t drink it. It’s not that Hua Sheng refused, but just as he was about to drink it, Chang An raised his hand and spilled it. Although the temperature was not very hot, But after all, a child's skin is so tender and smooth that it immediately turns red.
Not only Hua Sheng was distressed, but Ginkgo and Jasmine were also distressed. No one dared to talk about drinking soup. Hua Sheng even directly said that in the future, when the child is around, it is better not to drink soup. The child wants everything at this time. In the end, it just didn't catch it, it was hot!
Now that it has been so long, Jiang Liu will cook something every night if he has time, but once, Hua Sheng didn't eat.
Jasmine really didn't want my uncle's kindness to go to waste.
"I remember that the rose pattern you made before is not like this?"
"Jasmine, there is progress! Keep working hard."
Hua Sheng didn't think much about it. Jasmine, who didn't get hurt, picked up a piece and ate it, then her complexion changed, and she put it down without a trace. This smell...
It's really hard to say, it's too sweet, and the smell of roses is too strong.
Hua Sheng thought about it, and in the end he was saving face, and didn't want to hit Jasmine.
"Miss, I just changed the mold, is the taste so much worse?"